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Waking up the next morning with a massive headache you hear snoring coming from the left side of your bed. "What the fuck" you say loudly, but then some your memory from last night comes into your head. It's okay San, she's not some sort of killer that sleeps in your bed first then violently attacks you when she wakes up you tell yourself. Of course you took someone home last night, whenever you party that's bound to happen but those pills that B gave you really fucked you up. You barely remember anything, and all you wanted to do was fuck. That's what B said would happen to you. B if there is one thing that you remember clearly, it's those clear blue eyes it's like they're sketched in your brain and you can't erase them. You can't believe someone like that is the reason why you got so trashed last night, how could someone look so innocent and sell… drugs.
Looking over to your left you get a look at the girl you took home last night. If you were completely honest with yourself her blonde hair and blue eyes remind you of someone else's, almost like in your drunken high state you picked out a girl with the same features as her purposely. "Okaaaay, that's not fucking creepy at all…" you tell yourself. This girl is really annoying you and it's only been 5 minutes so you decide she's got to go. You hit her on the shoulder "hey wake up I've got to get to class."
"Where am I?" She rises up, and you get a full view of her face now. Yep, she definitely looks like a blonde dealer that you know.
"You're in my apartment, and I need you to get out." Without another word she gets up, and gets dressed like this has happened to her more than a couple times. Before she leaves your room she turns to you, and says "you were really hot last night" and leaves. You wish you could remember just how hot you were.
When you walk in you see Quinn with her head on her desk, mouth wide open, and drool pooling around her.
"What the hell did you guys do last night?" Kurt asks, you wish you could remember.
"I have no idea its all just one big blur to me honestly we took something called a blue bomber, and that mixed with weed and liquor had me all fucked up." You look over at Quinn, she looks like a train hit her so you add, "her too."
"Well I'm glad you guys had fun, even though I'm a little jealous. Q's new dealer must be pretty good then huh?" You think about the blonde she's better than good, she's sexy as hell, and you just want to see her again.
"Yeah, she's okay." When the teacher walks in you decide to wake Quinn up. You pull her top lip, and bottom lip together with your fingers. You close her mouth so she can't breathe, and she quickly jolts awake. You try and keep your laughter as quiet as possible. "I see you still breathe through your mouth Q, you have to get that deviated septum fixed soon babe."
"Fuck you Santana" she growls. You both take out your notebooks, and start notes.
When you get home from work your probably in one of the worst moods ever so when Quinn calls you, you get even more pissed off.
"What " you don't even give her a hello, or hey.
"Geez what the hell did I do to you?"
"Nothing what do you want Q I'm fucking tired, and my headache from last night still hasn't gone away."
"That sucks, mine did."
You roll your eyes, you hate her. "Yeah that's because after class you went home, and slept. Some of us whose mommy and daddy don't do everything for us actually have to work to take care of ourselves."
"Oh whatever San" you hear a guys voice in the background.
"Who is that Quinn?"
"Puck we're hanging out tonight." Disgusting you think, so you say it.
"Disgusting, I'm going to go try and get rid of this headache."
"Wait San, I know the perfect cure for a headache!"
"What"
"Well go buy a little weed, you now that will help, but you will also get to see your blonde goddess again." You think about this, you really do know that weed will help you, and it doesn't hurt that you'd get to see her again. After a long pause almost like she's reading your mind Quinn says "I'll text you her number, bye."
You've put it off for as long as you can. First a shower, then you decided to paint your nails, then you decided to order pizza, then you decided to eat the pizza, and now you're staring at the 7 digits on your phone while the TV is on. You can do this Santana; all you need is weed, that rhymed. Just call her this is just a simple transaction, why the fuck are you trying to make this more. Stop it call her end of story.
When she picks up after the third ring you hoped she wouldn't answer so you're surprised she does. Of course you shouldn't be, she's a dealer they have to have their phone on them at all times.
"Yo what's up" did she just say yo?
"H-hey" fuck this was a stupid idea.
"What's up who is this?"
"I'm Santana, Quinn's friend we met las-"
"I remember you don't worry. Hitting me back up so soon huh, you liked my supply I see."
You smile, you liked a whole lot more than just her supply. "Yeah it was… fun, anyway I'm calling because I was wondering if I could buy a couple grams off you."
"Oh yeah sure when do you want the goods?"
"Um now if that's possible, I can meet you somewhere."
"No Santana I can come to you, I can come anytime." The way she says come really turns you on for some reason.
You give her you address, and within 15 minutes there's someone banging on your door. You run to the bathroom, why the hell did you not think to change. Your hair is in a messy bun, and you're in short shorts, and a tank top. "Whatever" you murmur.
When you open the door she looks so good you want to take her right then and there. Her ripped jeans give you a peek at her thighs, her faded jean jacket covers a tight black Bob Marley tee and her worn converse gives her a badass look.
"Hey" her eyes catch yours, and your turned on instantly.
"Hey" you say back.
"So you going to let me in, or are we just going to do a drug exchange in the middle of the hallway. I'm pretty sure I saw a couple cameras on the way up so maybe that's not a good idea." She smiles at you, and then gives you a wink.
"Right, you're right come in." As you walk her into the living room she says "nice pad." You don't know why, but you're glad she likes it.
"So I brought you 2 grams 1 of them is called blue dream, and the other is called sour diesel. Do you know any of them?"
You nod your head, you've had sour diesel before and you liked it. You hand her the money, and she hands you the drugs. She stands up to leave but you don't want her to so you say "What's your name?" Shit stupid stupid stupid, " I mean for my contacts so I can have you saved in there."
She smiles at you "Brittany, I'm Brittany."
Out of all the names in the world she could've had you like Brittany the most. Why did she give you her name, and not Quinn that doesn't make any sense? She stands up, and you follow her, your following her so close that when she goes to turn around you pretty much bump into her.
"Sorry" what the hell you're so stupid.
"It's okay, hey Santana on Fridays I always party at this club called Rage." You scan your brain, Friday is tomorrow, and you've heard of the club but have never been to it.
"I've heard of Rage before."
"Good" she smiles. "Be there tomorrow night it'll be fun I'll be there, maybe we will run into each other or something." It sounds like she's asking you out, but you don't want to push it. You really just want to say hell yes I'll be there, but you've made yourself look like a fool in front of this girl enough already so instead you say:
"I'll think about it." You add in a shoulder shrug so she knows you don't really care. Even though you really do.
"Okay cool" she says with a smirk. Then she walks out of the door.
"Holy shit" you say to yourself as you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. As you it on the couch grinding down your weed, you're already thinking about your outfit, and how extremely sexy you want to look tomorrow night.
Be prepared for all the hotness that next chapter is going to have :)